"Ran Ran..." Li Yichuan called again, raising his hand to touch her forehead.
Ran Mi wanted to tilt her head to avoid his hand, but unfortunately she couldn't move even if she wanted to. Her body was still numb, and her head hurt and felt heavy. This feeling was terrible. It seemed that except for her thoughts, this body was not her own at all.
, it sank as if it was tied to a big stone and kept falling into the sea.
"I'm sorry, Ran Ran." Li Yichuan bent down even lower, touched his forehead to hers, and apologized softly, "It's over. It's okay. Let's transfer to the hospital to the United States."
"Ran Ran is awake?" Lin Keyun rushed in, pushed aside Li Yichuan, and leaned over to take a look, "Ran Ran, look at me, I am Keyun."
Immediately afterwards, they all came in and gathered around the bed to look at Ran Mi.
Ran Mi pursed her lips and closed her eyes again.
"Don't disturb her, let her rest."
Wu Shanshan stopped everyone and asked them to go out.
Su Yifang stood at the door, frowning slightly, staring at Ran Mi.
"What are you looking at? Aren't you willing to see that she's not dead yet?" Lin Keyun walked to the door, stared at her and scolded her.
"Little uncle, look at how arrogant this woman is, scolding grandma like this!"
Su Yihan rushed in and had a stalemate with Lin Keyun. The two blocked the door and no one could get out.
"Okay, everyone, get out." Li Yichuan turned his head and scolded, and Su Yihan turned sideways and opened the door.
Lin Keyun lost her temper and hit Su Yihan hard with her shoulder, "Get away."
Su Yihan hit the wall and felt a dull pain in her back. She was about to get angry when Su Yifang held her down. "Yichuan, let's go back first. Put the soup here. If she can drink it, drink it. If she can't drink it, drink it."
"Thank you for your hard work. You all should go back." Li Yichuan also walked out and whispered to everyone.
"Sister Shan, go back. You still have your child. I'll stay here and watch." Lin Keyun waved her hand and asked Wu Shanshan to leave first.
"Let's all go." Lin Liping stood up, glanced at Li Yichuan, and whispered: "Mr. Li also needs a rest."
"How about I take over for you for a while?" Wang Lanyan looked at Li Yichuan's red rabbit-like eyes and walked over to him and asked him.
"No need, you go back and settle the matter with Qin Fang." Li Yichuan waved his hand.
"Then let's go. I'll host the morning meeting." Wang Lanyan rubbed his temples, pulled Lin Keyun and left.
"Let's go, talk about something later." Qin Fang also stood up, waved to him, and walked out quickly. At this time, the ward needed to be quiet, but it was depressing to have so many people around.
Only Shen Sichen was still standing by the window outside, smoking a cigarette and turning to look at him with an unkind look on his face.
The two looked at each other, and Li Yichuan closed the door and returned to the bedside.
"Ran Ran, sleep well."
He poured a glass of water, gently wiped her white-skinned lips with a cotton swab, and spoke in a low voice.
Ran Mi kept her eyes closed, making no sound or looking at him.
"It was my fault……"
Li Yichuan whispered something and raised his eyes to look at her. She seemed to be asleep again, her eyes were closed tightly, her long eyelashes were closed, her face was pale and colorless, and her breathing was so light that it seemed like she would melt into the air and disappear at any time.
not see.
His heart began to rise again. He stretched out his fingers and gently probed under her nose. The expression on his face relaxed slightly. He rubbed her forehead with his right hand a few times. He sat down on the edge of the bed again and rested his hands on her face.
On his lap, staring at her in trance.
"Li Yichuan, let's talk."
Shen Sichen's voice came from outside.
Li Yichuan lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, stood up suddenly, and strode out.
Shen Sichen stood at the door of the outer room, lit another cigarette, and looked at the large camphor tree downstairs. The dense branches and leaves were growing vigorously upwards. When the wind blew, his eyes were filled with greenery.
"Let her go. What do you want, my company? I'll give it all to you. I can leave here and never come back. I can also tell you who is investing behind the scenes."
Shen Sichen took a long puff of cigarette, and a white mist dispersed in front of the two people.
"No need." Li Yichuan's face was gloomy and he turned away indifferently, "Please leave immediately and stay away from my wife from now on."
"What can you give her? A stable life? Look at your mother's attitude. I can tell that unless your mother dies, your family will never accept her. Li Yichuan, you don't deserve to be with her. You are a waste. Her!" Shen Sichen's emotions were aroused again. The hand holding the cigarette pointed at him, and his anger was uncontrollable. He looked at Li Yichuan with his red bloodshot eyes.
"Shen Sichen, don't be like a child. You are past the age of impulsiveness."
Li Yichuan glanced at him coldly, turned around and entered the ward. This time, even the outer door was closed.
He despised Shen Sichen, just like an elder looking down on a useless junior. His expression and eyes made Shen Sichen feel as if he had swallowed an uneven stone in his heart, making his whole body tremble with discomfort.
He suddenly raised his hand, wanting to knock on the door. The hand paused in mid-air for a while, but he forced himself to put it down. Ran Mi couldn't argue now, wait until she felt better.
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Ran Mi slept all day long, taking bottle after bottle of medicine.
Li Yichuan was lying on the bedside, his fingers got into the quilt, and he held her fingers tightly.
The watch on my wrist kept ticking every second.
The drops of medicine from the medicine bottle accumulated silently. The blood vessels on the back of her hand were too thin, and the skin where the needle was stuck was even thinner and more transparent.
The sunshine outside the window gradually lost its temperature, and dusk came again.
His phone vibrated for a long time before he let go of Ran Mi's fingers and went outside to answer the call. Ran Mi's eyes slowly opened and she turned to look at his back. A thick wave of emotion gradually surged in her watery pupils. More and more sad.
Shen Sichen is right. The person Ran Songwu is sorry for is Su Yifang's biological sister. Most women hold grudges. How could they let Ran Songwu's daughter hang out under his nose every day and enjoy the fruits of Su Qin's son's creation? ?So, unless Su Yifang dies, she will never have a quiet life in the Li family. No matter how tough Li Yichuan is, he can't be cruel to Su Yifang. She is his relative, his aunt, the person he has called his mother for so many years. He brought people abroad and used his own happiness to pave the way for his future.
Is Su Yifang really bad? She just acted out real human nature. She just can't tolerate Ran Mi. If it were another woman who suited her taste, she would definitely love her daughter-in-law.
Also, although Li Yichuan would not transfer his anger to her, who could guarantee that one day in the future, this suppressed anger would burst out again?
It was because Ran Songwu owed the Li family that she, Ran Mi, was so humble!
What a pain! Why bother?
Ran Mi sniffed and closed her eyes again.
Mr. Li, we don’t want to be together anymore. I don’t want to continue. I want to have my own job. It won’t make a lot of money, but it will allow me to go out with dignity. I would rather earn this hard money than look after your family. His face and dignity are more important than anything else.
I don’t want to be your appendage, your toy, someone you can command and manipulate...
Mr. Li, we don’t want to be together anymore!
She sniffed again and closed her eyes tightly, forcing back the tears. During Lin Liping's surgery, she heard the nurse tell her about the contraindications. Don't cry after the surgery, as it will damage her eyes.
She had just had her brain dug out a few times, and she didn't want her eyes to suffer any damage.
The door opened slightly and Li Yichuan came back.
He walked slowly to the bed, bent down and looked at her, then at the medicine bottle, and sat back down.
"Ran Ran, does it hurt?"
His long fingers stroked her eyebrows, his movements were very light, like feathers, like wind, like stupid light.
Ran Mi's heart skipped a beat, and she almost wavered in the idea of walking away.
He lifted her fingers again, brought them to his lips, and whispered:
"Ran Ran, how can I make you truly happy? How did I find out that I don't have that ability? Not even money, not jewelry, what can make you happy? Then, I will return the Ran family to your name, like this Will you feel safe?"
Got it?
Ran Mi's eyes became hot and she almost started crying again.
Are people so fragile after surgery, always wanting to cry, or are they filled with fear?
"Ran Ran, I just... want the two of us to get along better. I have thought about the days when my wife will open the door for me when I get home, cook me meals, and chat with me. Why don't you want to do this? I don't understand. ..." He looked at her face and continued.
Can Ran Mi do it? Is he wrong to think so? Ran Mi doesn't know, she can't think of an answer.
"Ran Ran...why can't it be like this? Isn't it like this in other families? Only when a man is capable can he make his wife's life easy. Don't you like me like this? Why don't you use my money?"
Ran Mi almost opened her eyes, her heart was filled to the brim with his words and kept beating hard.
The door was pushed open gently.
Su Yifang stood at the door, looking into the ward with a worried look.
"Mom, why are you here?" Li Yichuan frowned and asked in a low voice.
"Why don't you go back and rest? Look at you, what are you like? What will you do if you fall ill? I have just hired caregivers, and they are all the best. Go and rest quickly and let the caregivers take care of Ran Mi. I'm here to guard you."
Su Yifang scolded him with an unhappy face and came over to pull his arm.
"Mom, I told you, don't worry about my affairs." Li Yichuan brushed her hand away and said dissatisfiedly.
"Why don't I care? You are my son. If you fall down from exhaustion, how will I explain it to your mother? You haven't slept for two days and one night, do you still want to stay up? Well, I'll stay here with you."
Su Yifang was annoyed and sat next to him, looking like she would never give up.
Li Yichuan may be able to handle many difficult things in business and earn back the entire business empire, but what can he do with Su Yifang? He can't persuade her, and he can't drive her away. Should he strictly forbid her to come near him? Is he going to quarrel with her, scold her, and beat her?
He rubbed his temples and said a little tiredly: "Mom, why can't you give in for me? I won't let her go back in the future. You two don't want to meet. Is that okay? How many times should I say, I like Ran Mi, you It won't hurt if you accept her."
"Who are you going to have dinner with on New Year's Eve?" Su Yifangjier asked him.
"Don't even eat it, okay!" Hearing her being so aggressive, Li Yichuan got angry, pointed at the door and said, "Go back quickly, don't make me angry here."
Su Yifang opened her mouth, her eyes turned red, she got up and left.
Li Yichuan took a breath and turned to look at Ran Mi. She was still motionless. He sighed softly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and went to the smoking area to relieve his fatigue.
The ward was quiet. Ran Mi's throat was so dry that she couldn't drink water or move. She rolled her eyes and looked at the sky outside. The beautiful neon lights were smeared on the windows, brightly piercing people's eyes.
She stared at the window blankly, the two voices in her mind kept fighting. She would always feel soft for Li Yichuan's little kindness, but what would she do next time? He lost his temper again, how was she going to survive?
"You're awake."
His surprised voice came over, Ran Mi's eyelashes closed, and her eyes turned to him.
"Feeling better? Does your head hurt?"
Nonsense, always ask, of course it hurts! Try cutting your head with a knife! No painkiller stick can relieve such pain!
She looked at Li Yichuan for a long time before moving her lips and whispering: "Who are you?"
Li Yichuan's expression froze, his long eyebrows gradually furrowed, and he stared at her face.
"Where is Shen Sichen?" Ran Mi asked again, the tip of her tongue still a little clumsy and knotted.
Li Yichuan bent his waist even more, took a deep breath, touched her face with his hand, and whispered: "Don't be angry, I was wrong, okay?"
"Where is Shen Sichen?" Ran Mi asked again.
"Why are you looking for him?" Li Yichuan could only ask.
Ran Mi closed her eyes again and refused to answer his words, as if it was just her babble in her sleep.
"Ran Ran." Li Yichuan called her again, but she remained silent.
Li Yichuan looked at her, wondering what her question meant. Did he not remember it, or did he do it on purpose?
A ray of light passed by the window. I don't know which commercial building had newly installed search lights, looking at the world brightly.
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It was already 48 hours after she was able to eat, and her recovery was slow. It was not until the third day that the effect of the anesthetic completely wore off.
Li Yichuan went back to take a shower and change clothes. Lin Keyun sat on the bedside and watched Wu Shanshan feed her soup.
"Ran Mi, don't pay attention to that smelly old lady from now on. If we survive the catastrophe, we will be blessed later." Lin Keyun took out a tissue and gave it to Wu Shanshan, muttering in a low voice.
"Don't talk nonsense." Wu Shanshan glared at Lin Keyun. This girl was also straight-tempered and had a straight gut. She dared to say some things that she shouldn't have said.
"Sister Shan, why can't you tell me? She also advised me not to be with Wang Lanyan. She fell in first. That family is really difficult to deal with." Lin Keyun sneered, shook her head, looked down at her phone, and then raised it to Ran
Look in front of honey eyes.
"Ran Ran, let me buy you this wig. With your hair cut into such a mess, how will you go out to meet people in the future?"
"Does Ran Mi live in this ward?" Wei Jia's voice came from outside, and then, a small figure came in quickly and threw herself next to the bed.
"Mother Ran, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt?" Little Chengdi rushed to her head and looked at the layers of white gauze wrapped around her head, her eyes immediately turned red.
Ran Mi didn't have the strength to speak, so she just blinked her eyes and forced a smile.
"Don't lie so close, be careful to touch Aunt Ran's head. Aunt Ran just had an operation on her head." Wei Jia hurried over and pulled away little Chengdi.
"Mother Ran, I will sing you a hymn of love, may the Lord bless you." Little Chengdi took two steps back, cupped his hands and placed them against his chest, with his little head raised, as he sang devoutly.
He couldn't sing completely and was out of tune, but his attitude was really touching.
Ran Mi's fingers moved, and Wu Shanshan called him and asked him to stand beside the bed. He carefully raised his hand to touch Ran Mi's hand and whispered:
"Mother Ran, please get well soon."
"Yeah." Ran Mi squeezed out one word from her throat, raised her eyelids, and looked at Wei Jia.
"I just came back from a business trip. I should have come to see you earlier." Wei Jia looked at the white gauze on her forehead, his blue eyes filled with distress.
"Mr. Wei, please sit down." Wu Shanshan gave up the chair and let him sit by the bed, while she went to the bathroom to wash the dishes.
Lin Keyun's cell phone rang, and she went out to talk to Wang Lanyan.
Wei Jia lay down a little, touched the gauze on her forehead with his fingers, and asked in a low voice: "Why did he suddenly become ill? Is he..."
Ran Mi's eyes dimmed, she blinked lightly, and said softly: "No."
"No, just take a good rest and get better soon. There is a ballet musical from France that you can watch next month. I'll treat you to it." Wei Jia laughed.
Ran Mi also had a smile on her lips. Wei Jia could always make her relax, without any worries or pressure.
Li Yichuan walked in and saw these three people, one lying down, one sitting and one leaning against each other, with their hands on each other's hands, talking in a low voice.